Sunday Brunch

Oh how I enjoyed Sunday's brunch. I hope that you also enjoyed the delicacy that was mine.

No matter your cannibalism that society says is wrong. Don't fret I say, their hypocrisy is strong.

Some traveled near. Some from a far. Me? No need to travel, as I'm always under the stars.

Sunday past, the Sabbath day of rest? I scoff, tis was the day of Death.

So soon I'll see you under shadowed light. Please be scared my children, the cloak is every night.